September 4, 2011
Silence is my Master
Can’t you see?
When I close my mouth
It speaks to me.
It serves as Master to my God.
It seems most helpful for a child.
Its’ golden gleam surely catches the eye.,
The high that Gods like to see,
For like a child,
It speaks to me.
MP3- Her Name Is Love
September 3, 2011
LOVE is the first, the last and always cause that ULTIMATELY made and STILL
makes ALL things happen. What YOU LOVE YOU WANT. What YOU WANT YOU
try to get. TRYING takes WILL and WILL causes things to HAPPEN.
From “I AM MY I” Alex Keller 1973
August 20, 2011
My home town just keeps trying to pull me back home
Facebook tapped me on the shoulder with ‘ People who grew
up in Gentilly’ and ‘You’re probably from the Westbank if …..’. Vince Vance’s video ‘
I Am New Orleans’ grabbed me by the heart and then I started reading Harold Battiste’s
‘ Unfinished Blues….’ and I really got that old time feeling and craving for some
red beans and rice. But its all just a big gumbo world we live in and I’m just glad my roots
are still somewhere in that New Orleans pot.
Musical Instrument Digital Interface. Is MIDI in or is MIDI out? MIDI used
to be in, but then it went out for awhile. It didn’t stay out because some
musicians just went THRU a phase where they thought MIDI was out. MIDI will
never stay out because there will always be some musicians who will use it
just to stay in.
August 6, 2011
Somedays you’re the statute, somedays you’re the pidgon.
Somedays you”re the windshield, somedays you’re the bug.
Someday I’ll be the sky and the river.
Beginning with the Classical Masters my piano heroes come and go through the years.I started out with Art Tatum, Duke Ellington and Thelonious Monk. I went through a period with Oscar Peterson, Horace Silver, Ramsey Lewis and Joe Zawinul. I jumped on the band wagon with Herbie Hancock, Chick Corea and Keith Jarrett. I took a side road and got into Jimmy Smith for a while, but I came back and found Bill Evans. I had always kept an eye on Jelly Roll Morton, Fats Waller and Scott Joplin. I loved Louis Moreau Gottschalk and then started checking out James P. Johnson, Bud Powell and Billy Taylor. So many more pianists are in that group its hard to name them all. When I was in high school I was in a quartet that mimed Chuck Berry’s “Sweet Little Sixteen”. His pianist, Johnnie Johnson, was in that class with Fats Domino and Jerry Lee Lewis. But being born and raised in New Orleans, my all time greatest heroes will always be Professor Longhair, Allen Toussaint and Ellis Marsalis. Mac Rebennack and Art Nevillie, I count as friends along with unknowns who taught me and helped along the way. Guys like Ronnie Barron,Wayne Devillier and Al Farrell never did make the “big” time, but are still a part of what I am. But after all is said and done there is one pianists that ranks as number one on my hero list. That man is the one and only Ray Charles. I had the good fortune to see Mr. Charles in person only five times, but each event is etched in my brain and memory banks. Each performance I attended was a religious experience. The list of great pianist is long and filled with giants. I hope that one day I will be remembered as one musician who strived to be as good as some of those greats. That alone will be an honor and all the fame I need.
Living here in the Blue Ridge Mountains is quiet and peaceful, and most of the time quite beautiful. As I look out my window I can see deer, rabbits, squirrels, blue birds, mocking birds,woodpeckers, red birds, turtle doves, and once in a while a possum or groundhog. Yesterday I had to pick up a turtle out of my driveway and now and then a black snake will come around our yard. This morning a RATTLE SNAKE WAS CURLED UP ON THE STEPS IN FRONT OF MY MOTHER-IN-LAW’S FRONT DOOR. )
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